Page 88 of Marry Lies
“Miles,” I whimper, needing him inside of me.
He starts to lower me, hissing as he presses inside of me. He’s almost too large—long and thick. I squeeze my eyes shut at the intrusion and the feeling of being stretched. It stings at first, but he goes slow, setting me down on top of his cock inch by inch until he’s fully seated inside of me.
He lets out a shaky breath when he removes his hands. His breath on the back of my neck, mixed with being sofullof him, makes me shiver.
“Perfect,” he murmurs, hands coming around my waist. He presses a kiss against the back of my neck. I contract my thighs to ready myself to ride him, but his hands press down on my hips. “Don’t move. Just watch.”
My mouth drops open as my eyes flick to the couple in front of me lazily.
Don’t move. Just watch.
“But—”
“Do you know what cock warming is, Estelle?” he asks.
My head is spinning. “I have an idea, yes,” I answer, my breathing ragged.
“Good,” he murmurs warmly, caressing the back of my neck.
The couple is fucking harder now, and his hands are gripping her fleshy thighs so tightly that he’s leaving marks. The woman’s back is arched off the bed as she moans. A loud slap reverberates through the cellar as he smacks her ass, grunting loudly.
I move the tiniest bit, but Miles keeps me planted where I am, not letting me move any more.
“Stop moving,” he growls. “Just watch and enjoy the show,” he adds, hands coming up to my breasts.
My core clenches, and Miles groans underneath me.He felt that.Shifting his position, his cock presses slightly deeper inside me, the tip hitting my cervix, making me gasp in surprise.
“It’s hard to concentrate,” I whisper, feeling impatient and frenzied. Just the thought of sitting here, full of his cock…
“Trust me, Estelle. Just watch. When they’re done, you’ll get your turn.”
I let out a disgruntled whimper but I do as he says, turning back to the couple. Even though I want to grind against his cock, I know he won’t let me until they finish. I’ve never been in a situation like this before with past partners, and though I know certain terms from my books, I’ve never been commanded like this. What the hell do I do? Sit here until they finish?
Hurry up,I think crossly.
“Don’t rush through it,” Miles says against the back of my neck. “Enjoy the show.”
How did he…
Suddenly, the man unties the woman’s hands, pulling out and flipping her onto her back. I think he’s going to fuck her like that, but then she places two pillows under her head, tilts her chin down, and opens her mouth as he straddles her chest. He lets out a loud, low groan as he places his cock into her mouth, thrusting up and into the back of her throat.
My pussy contracts when I think of watching Miles do that tome.
“Do you like the idea of letting me fuck your mouth like that, butterfly?” Miles murmurs.
“Y-yes,” I stutter,needingfriction. Everything inside of me aches with wanting, and I swear he must feel my pulse fluttering around his cock, because it feels like all of my blood is flowing to the area between my legs.
“I thought so. Your cunt is squeezing me like a greedy, little harlot.”
I let out a half-gasp, half-sigh.The mouth on this man…
His fingers press into my hips as I snap my eyes back to the couple. His hot breath comes to my right shoulder, and the change in movement pulls his cock out the tiniest bit. Since I’ve been waiting for him to move, that tiny movement has me feeling needy and whimpering.
“There are so many things I want to do to you.With you.You have no idea, Estelle. I am a very patient man who has been waiting a long time for this.”
I begin to tremble. “Me too,” I whisper, my breathing uneven from watching the couple.
The man’s arse muscles contract, and his movements get stilted as he throws his head back and groans. I realize with a heated flash that he’s going to come soon.
